I knew the bus was ghetto.
After rumbling along for 2 hours, the bus stops on the edge of a town (which I can only hope is Yangshuo) and drops me off. Yeah. Just me. EVERYONE else stays on the bus. And I'm definitely not at any bus station like I should have been.
.... so ....
I decided to start walking. I found a hotel and went in and managed to convey that I wanted to use their phone. I then called my contact in Yangshuo to let him know I was there, I thought. Turns out I was. After 10 minutes or so my contact "Johnny" arrives riding a small scooter and gives me a ride to the Yanshuo ZhuoYue English school, where I'll have free accomodation and food for volunteering 2 hours a day. Sweet.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
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